Uchiha's superpowers

Finding where my brother lives is easier than I thought.

Because on the night I showed up in Konoha, the spies and spies of various forces lurking in Konoha had already spread the information quickly, and Obito Uchiha, who runs the Akatsuki organization, must have also learned about it , In turn, he told his elder brother the information. In the early morning of the next day, the information office in the ninja world had already started selling the freshly baked elder brother's whereabouts.

I don't even need to waste time and effort to copy the appearance of the buildings near my brother, and then compare them one by one. As long as I know the approximate area where my brother is currently, I can find out where my brother is through telepathy.

Sure enough, he rushed towards Konoha non-stop.

I took the intelligence map I bought from the intelligence office, looked at the whereabouts of my brother who was almost in a straight line, and sighed, feeling helpless and at the same time proud.

In any case, only brother's love is the existence that I don't need to question.

Although this kind of love is mixed with a bit of dark distortion, it is heavy and dense and suffocating.

Fortunately, I didn't need to breathe much.

However, someone seemed to have a greater sense of urgency than me, and by the time I found my brother, he had already been stalked because of his whereabouts.

"Sasuke—!"

I don't need to go near to know who is the person who is entangled with my brother. This angry voice, this complicated and difficult emotion, this familiar voice seems to be heard just now. Who else can it be except Uzumaki Naruto? ?

I floated up, imitating those ninjas and sitting on a high branch, silently observing the situation below.

Naruto Uzumaki didn’t come alone. Behind him stood two people I was familiar with—Sakura Haruno and Kakashi Hatake. The two men's heavy faces had already brought a look of sternness.

And the elder brother was obviously forced to stop him on the way. He was covered with a dark robe, covered tightly, dusty, messy hair, with a little anxiety and impatience in his expression, looking at the whirlpool. People's eyes are not very friendly, and their attitude is very different from three years ago.

This is the first time I have seen my brother since I came back.

He has obviously grown a lot, and the originally immature eyebrows and eyes have become much sharper, and the crisp and clean facial lines have long lost the roundness of a child, and the thin lips that are dry to the point of whitening are tightly pressed, pulled out There was a cold arc that was almost ironic.

My brother was obviously a little tired, even his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't want to say a few more words in front of Uzumaki Naruto, "Go away."

"No!" Uzumaki Naruto panted a little, obviously he had followed his brother's whereabouts all night, but his eyes were firm, obviously he would not easily shake his mind, "You come back to Konoha with me!"

I know that Naruto Uzumaki has obviously said this sentence countless times.

Because the moment Naruto Uzumaki said this, his brows were already tightly furrowed out of boredom, and his body posture also changed slightly, becoming more aggressive and aggressive.

Without defeating Uzumaki Naruto, he cannot leave easily.The elder brother understood this in his heart, so he didn't say any more nonsense, and neatly untied the robe tied around his body, and threw it aside with a lift and a lift.

On the other side, Uzumaki Naruto and his brother had a very tacit understanding, and they made a fighting posture almost at the same time. Haruno Sakura and Hatake Kakashi even stepped forward, shrinking the formation, and getting closer to Uzumaki Naruto some.

Although the battle under the tree was imminent and the atmosphere was very tense, my attention was firmly drawn by one thing from just now, and I really couldn't concentrate on their battle.

My expression is very delicate.

This wild and uninhibited way of opening the front, this hemp rope belt that is at the forefront of fashion, this big bow with a little shyness...

Maybe Uchiha Sasuke, did you go to Italy for further study like me?

Or did you learn from the unique dress of the local mafia that radiates heat from the chest?

The elder brother's battle has already begun. He obviously has no intention of fighting, and has been trying to find a gap to leave in the siege of the three. After traveling all night, there is not enough chakra. A butterfly-like robe with fluttering sleeves, very chic.

But I looked at it and fell into thought again.

For ninjas, toga and long sleeves are obviously not very suitable for fighting. My brother’s loose-shouldered top has no other purpose except to look good. It neither keeps warm nor resists beatings. With a tenth-level disabled ability to survive, it shouldn't be a dream to wash [-] items a month...

My expression gradually became unpredictable.

That being the case, the reason why my brother insisted on wearing this outfit and even remembering to wear a long robe to keep out the dust when he was on the road is already obvious...

Smug and cute, cold and high school, isn't it puberty?

Kakashi Hatake is a ninja with strength close to Kage-level, Naruto Uzumaki is Jinchuriki with Kyuubi sealed in his body, Sakura Haruno is a teacher of Senju Tsunade, and his elder brother is in poor condition, and he is still worried about getting Meet me soon, momentarily caught in a bitter fight.

I didn't bother to continue watching them fight, I got up and jumped from the tree, and landed lightly among them, directly interrupting their battle.

[That's all for now. ]

I said it plainly, not intending to advise them, but simply telling the truth. After all, I will take my brother away, and I will not let them continue to fight no matter what.

"Brother Sasuke?!"

Uzumaki Naruto was very surprised by my appearance, and blurted out, "Why are you here? Obviously Tsunade's mother-in-law told me that she will send someone to take care of you!"

Only a rough nerve like Uzumaki Naruto would really think that Hokage has a kind heart and will take care of a Uchiha who has not been seen for three years without any grievances.

I glanced at Hatake Kakashi who was silent for a while.

He clearly knew Konoha's actions in his mind. At this time, his eyes flashed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice, "Naruto!" Hatake Kakashi said in an unquestionable tone, "Let's go! Sakura will follow."

You must know that the ninjas sent by Konoha last night are not the little ones that can be seen everywhere, even if it is only for the name of Uchiha, they are worthy of Konoha's cautious treatment.

No matter what method I used, since I appeared here intact, it means that Konoha has failed, and the secrets hidden in me may be more worthy of fear than they expected, so Kakashi Hatake, after weighing , made the most correct choice.

Of course, only Kakashi Hatake knows whether there is selfishness in this decision.

...Oh, no, and me.

I'm not a killer who loves to fight. Since they have already expressed their attitude that they don't want to have any more conflicts, I naturally won't ask for trouble.

Unlike Hatake Kakashi, my choice is entirely out of rationality, without any selfish desires.

Not even the size of a fingernail.

I didn't do anything to stop them, and let the three of them disappear after a few vertical jumps.

Naruto Uzumaki glanced at his brother before he left, completely ignorant of the hidden resentment on top of his expression, but he has also improved in the past three years, at least following the basic principle of ninjas obeying orders in principle.

Well, but it is also possible that the person who gave the order was Hatake Kakashi.

I have no interest in pursuing the whereabouts of the three of them. I just turned around and walked towards my brother, tiptoed, and gathered his open skirt.

[The clothes are about to fall off. ]

I said with a little disgust.

From the perspective of my pragmatist thinking, this dress really doesn't fit my aesthetics, but since my brother likes it, I will try my best to adapt to it.

The brother didn't respond.

He stared at me blankly, and burst into tears.

The transparent water drop was like a bird in the air, flashing past and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

My brother gave me a hug, and the moisture of the rain, the bitter smell of the forest and the lingering bloody smell from the ninja came together, enveloping me in the familiar smell that I have smelled since I was a child.

I sigh slightly.

With my brother's almost pathological dependence on me, it is not easy for him to bear to leave me for three years.

I was a little soft-hearted, and raised my hand to hug her back with a kind of loving heart that a child has grown up.

……

……

Having said that, isn't this hug too long?

After 10 minutes passed, I saw my brother showing no signs of letting go and even hugging him more and more tightly. The rare tenderness in my heart had already been exhausted, leaving only a cold heart of stone.

I mercilessly grabbed my brother by the collar and tore him off me.

To my surprise, my brother's face was not as satisfied and happy as when he occasionally got what he wanted, but his expression was ugly.

——Tears streamed down his face, the embarrassment and remorse that could not be concealed in the dark eyes soaked in tears, his expression twisted and ugly after struggling to bear it.

At that moment, I almost stood in place, my mind went blank, and I was at a loss.

My brother raised his hand to cover my sight, then turned his head away in embarrassment, and said in a muffled voice, "Kusuo, don't look."

I gently put my brother down, pulled my brother's clothes to make him squat down, then pulled my brother's hand covering my face, and wiped his messy face with my sleeve.

But as soon as I put my hand down, another transparent drop of water fell down.

The brother reacted very quickly and wiped away the tear stain by himself.

I stood firmly on the spot, stood still for a while before asking, [What happened? ]

My brother has indeed grown a lot, and I can no longer hear what he didn't want me to hear.

"It's nothing..." My brother held back his tears, and regained his cold and cool face, opening his mouth in an angry tone of 'don't worry about it'.

I looked up at him.

The elder brother paused at the edge of his mouth, and changed his words as if nothing had happened, "Kusuo, let's find a place to rest, and I will tell you slowly."